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New Chapters - #17: A Conversation“You don’t need to run so fast, mija. We’ve got all night.”
“But they’re all waiting for us!”
Manolo shook his head and smiled to himself. Since her first Day of the Dead, Ofelia had been like this every year. Knowing the truth, he couldn’t blame her one bit.
Twilight had come, painting the sky with deep shades of dark blue and violet. The sun had vanished by now, and the moon was slowly rising over San Angel. The churchyard was already quite crowded, glowing with the light from dozens of candles as people sang and joked and made their way around the graves. The place was teeming with lives gone and lives still being written, mingling together for a few short hours.
Ofelia ran ahead of her parents carrying a basket full of marigolds and several loaves of pan de muerto she had helped her mother bake. Manolo struggled to keep up with her as he ascended the hill, holding a basket of small gifts in one arm and using the other to